Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 159 Night Border Omui City White Weird

The border was fraught with peril - yes, if you concentrated on the saturated variable-orbit attack on the orphan flying body (launcher), was Captain Billy like forever from the look of the cocoa and cream all around your mouth whether you were a difficult age to run off in the raw high school girls push competing bun (stampede) PART II or just wanted a tiramisu very simply?

"Totally recent orbitless young people (chicks) fly in infinite orbit, attack in anomalous manoeuvres, and fly all the time without breaking the law, which is troublesome, right? Period of crime, I guess? No, maybe it's a super period? Sounds like a tough time, huh?

"Apart from Yuki-kun, there's no one else who's going to have an offense period or a momentum period!" "Yeah, it's a time when you're willing to go beyond the impulse to commit a crime... all the time!" "It was delicious, painful, I can't eat anymore but I feel like eating more......" "" I know, I know! But it hurts!! ""

The source of the story is the Italian "TIRAMI SU!" and the meaning seems to derive from the meaning of "pull me up" turning and saying "cheer me up," but the calories are so high that it is rumored that you need a crane to pull it up.

Anyway, the cheese, granulated sugar, egg yolks and raw cream are just sponging the cream with ingredients, and the espresso coffee is just flavored and looks, and even the giant mass generator (Tiramisu Parfait), which is likely to sink into a large ship, pulled up to try hanging cocoa and cocoa, has been eaten up!

Yeah, that's dangerous stuff if you're not growing up, right? Well, the potential for growth that isn't vertical seems endless at all times. And I can't get the mascarpone cheese, so I tried smelling the cheese with this appropriately and tried using the closest and most delicious one, but it seemed to be popular.

And orphans, don't be hungry for lunch (but supper) and a chocolate parfait... I don't care if you run wild on sleepless nights! That would be so much worse than another world summons from Mr. Munchkin Molding (Mosaic)!

Oh, did you forget to give me the drawings? I made a stopover and detour over there on the way home from the kingdom, but the orphans would be delighted because there was also a territory of volunteers who said the orphans were helping along the way, so I renovated it in one piece. Yeah, it's a hassle, so I took the liberty of curing water and opening and remodeling it to lay down the main road. And then I stopped by because I'm an old man and it seemed troublesome and through, but I should give the drawings to the older orphans, even tomorrow.

And as always, a billboard daughter who learns sword poetry dance (kenshabu) from her mysterious joining daughter, and a tail-going daughter with Slime who participates. Yeah, I've even started dancing to your daughter, but I don't see anyone poetry in the other world, but it's sword poetry dancing? No, Kobo was kind of like a song that was roaring "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Well, realignment - actually, it's close to redoing, but the information should be accumulating all the time. An unusual body and new equipment, and a review of 3D manoeuvres that were completely unusable. The aerial battle, which was conceived as a secret against the Labyrinth Emperor, was controlled in time without even a flying gap, and instantly his arm was cut off and even his remaining arm was pulled a thousand times.

That was the gap... I don't know if I had any knowledge or if I was purely cut out of the vast experience in your joining daughter, but the momentary alarm I said while I was holding back with my shoulder shield (funnel) was the biggest factor that put me at a disadvantage by losing my shoulder shield (funnel) and arm.

Low physical ability (status) is no excuse. If the Devil's Taunt had been controllable, it would have made up adequately, that wasn't instantaneous enough disease. And that, in the end, is all about the fact that momentary metastases are not being used. So there are limits to the simple repetition of the foundation, relying solely on moves.

And it seems that the simple mould is quickly and sharply accurate, finishes getting used to it with a more basic focus on diversity, and begins to bog by the name of training. Even adjustment begins the daily sense of the periphery of the life-threatening.

Skill enough to look like a beautiful stand-up - your jointed daughter is now LV49, but her strength has been shaped by piecemeal moves, sublimated by original techniques and transformed into stunning moves.

"I mean, the figure (style) was strong when the reach was stretched with boncu bong and sibling!? Long arms, but long legs, so stepping in. Ahhhh!

I couldn't win if I was who I am now. If I had the current skill, it would not even have been a battle... the moves are polished and strong and streamlined with the LV lift from the LV reset by the servant, but all is clever!

"Gwwwww! So, I've already remembered Tong Back Fist!? No, I'm still not convinced that's Tong Back Fist, it's a different world (fantasy) martial arts mixed with magic and qigong, but if I can use that, I can make no difference in numbers. Yeah, that would've sucked if I could have done that!

Probably the most effective handstand to compensate for the only weakness of the Labyrinth Emperor, the power of loneliness too strong to work together to beat the number. This is the strongest, a streamlined sword flash so that you can see different moves forged even when your status drops, and there's a fine mix of physical skills... it's getting worse!

"Gu Ha, that was a head-on! Who are you, teaching such a nasty way to fight!?"

Strength I can't get my hands on. Well, there's my weakening, but it's an overwhelming difference I can't go with at all. The sharpness of the stepping increases the disease, adding suppleness to the stretched height and limb producing reach, and the technique that is polished and perfectly aligned with the body is combined.

It turns into a stunt--a sword flash of disease and a fiery spear of fire. This is the strength that stands alongside the chairmen of the armoured committee, totally beyond the concept of LV!

Seems that the limbs that originally sought to embody the ultimate beauty to manifest the goddess of beginnings and aspired to the ultimate beauty with their skills gained power beyond people... but in fact, they all seem to have that power, and the three of them were born before them and the joining daughters were tears. But the sharpness of the body, which continues to increase its ultimate power, is divine skill, a special all-purpose type, but it is beginning to systematize it and transform it into power.

"Shit, he's getting stronger, or he's wrapped up and sharp with no gaps! Scared of an instant weapon exchange (change)!?"

"I learned. Everyone, supreme moves... taught me, gave me, created moves, gave me"

So the divine moves - the body aimed at God is waving just amazing moves. And this is why I missed my daughters. Physical skill was added to sword moves utilizing supple flexibility and strong body bodies, and the strongest, who were swinging in piecemeal moves and memories, met and mentored the strongest.

And many of the moves that have been compiled and systematized are linked to each other, from which chemical reactions have evolved. When this gets informed again, Mr. Chairman of the Armor Committee remembers that when the wind blows around the circle of irrational causes that will be strengthened and restored as a bump to me, there will be a mysterious economic circle (physical) in which I can bump into work.

So watch, see, understand, see, information, spot, see, see. Discern the flow of sword flashes that flow through the path through which the power is transmitted. It is the slightest discrepancy, not zero behavior, that throws round Mr. Wisdom the information he sees and aggregates in order to see and disintegrate in habit, to get used to!

"Again, Sexy Dynamite Buddy and Erotic Bunny Girl Gear on top of Beautiful, Mr. Wisdom's analysis is slow! I mean, the information processing is heavy!! That hi-reg feeling is a trap where boys' high school thoughts are concentrated! Yeah, boys in high school are weak for butts and round tails, too, huh?

Yes, a high kick in net tights is a seductive and seductive visual induction, and even though what sucks and is confusing, the excitement is seductive and the seductive effect seriously sucks!! ahhh!

The system of each move that began to collapse with the connections of the bulky ones, the difficulty of predicting it to switch (switch) subtly, was usefully used! And you wear purely fast, strong, and supple strength, a vertical and endless vibration that used to be a little one but rocks with a boncubbon! Yeah, the half-cup bra looks very good too?

The feeling of exhaling, draining your strength and releasing your consciousness into the sky - without yourself and united with the whole. It is the teaching of Zen, the idea that leads to qigong technique, which is the best. I do feel like a different world was a fantasy, but what the hell does a different world want from a boy high school student?

Fight the future before you can wake up, before you see it, before you feel it. If you can't make it, go ahead, and if you do this to the chairmen of the armoured committee, it will be taken backwards, but you can't make it unless you foresee it in order to chase the speed difference with a super-reaction. There are too many possibilities in a futuristic view to cope with, read and feel as one as yesterday's dance. Yeah, you're a pom-pom!

But I don't know if there are four Bunny Girls in the other world who say they're enemies once they go outside, but this is not an accessible recommendatory story that preached the danger of a lair where a man says he has seven enemies if he crosses the lair, it's a raid by a vengeful, fearsome, ferocious Bunny in the morning!

"I thought high heels would be in our favor. I was afraid to kick. Aaah!? And Mr. Bunny Girl's outfit to join the fight, and four on one is cowardly! 'Cause it's four cute round raven tails and buttocks!!"

"" "" Morning revenge, it's your service!

But fear engulfs the world, and I know the four Usa ears, Bunny Girl, and my own sister's daughter inside. I know, but at some point my surroundings were full of rabbits!!

"No, why all of us, Mr. Bunny!? I mean, even my sister, my wolf daughter, Usa ears are good for existence. (raisondattle) Is that good for you?

She was overweight (J) & overcalorie (K) in a miracle exercise therapy (burnout) that burned out all that inner (ha) space (calories), but she was the head of Bon Cu Bon's battle group. Pepper daughter...... Guuuuuuuu!

"Thank you Mr. Tiramisu!" "And so is Mr. Chocolate Parfait." "And be pure maiden heart with Mr. Forbidden Tiramisu Parfait!" "" "You were delicious! What are you going to do!!" "

Irrational extreme rhetoric, oppression of unforgivable insiders, even though I just wound up a little bit of gold and covered the maze's earnings from tomorrow?

"Hey, would you have had so many crisp eights?!? Yeah, I'm a healthy, innocent housekeeper who continues to offer products at a meticulously trial-and-error prototype search (model change) at an inexorably high price while producing them in bulk with all my heart?

"So don't make a ton of them!!" "Besides, if you endure it, you'll have to take out one new product after another!" "Besides, it's timid to read seconds (countdown) or something for a limited time (time sale)!!" "And there are 30 people for a limited quantity! You'll have to buy it!!" "" That's right, that's right, it tempts my maiden heart too much! "" "Besides, there's only a few chocolates left - and whining about the next... there's not a whole lot of them!" "Yes, handkerchief gifts or something for the first 30 people!" "" And you're not going to eat it because it's all delicious!! "" No, you're not lying about today (is) being sold exclusively for today? Yeah, they're not for sale till tomorrow, are they? Look, I'm not bad, okay? "" Today is not the only day and today (ha) is the only day that means something completely different! (ha) Just keep your voice down! "" Hey, lots of Mr. Bunny! Near you!! Afraid of your eyes!? Hey, hey, hey, hey, tell me you're lying, Bunny!! Guuuuuuuuuuuuu!

[Sex Emperor is buried by Mr. Bunny? By the way, Mr. Ryu has a annoying personality that says he won't die of loneliness but is vulnerable to stress, and is incredibly lusty all year round in his estrus (beans?